She can't tell it now...if it's just family love...it seems...it seems like it's more than that.
If there is love... it seems... but it doesn't seem like...
She couldn't figure it out... She only knew that... with Qingyin, no matter how many worries she had, they would disappear.
There is a very comfortable feeling staying with him.
She likes to be with Qingyin.
Nanfeng Lixue finally came back on the fourth night after leaving Lotus Garden.
When he came back, Wanwan had just finished taking a bath.
Qingyin is not in Lian Yuan now. He said it was inconvenient to do things in Lian Yuan, so he stayed in an inn outside.
Therefore, when Nanfeng Lianxue returned to Lianyuan and learned that Qingyin had left, he was in a particularly good mood.
I really don't want to attract too much attention when I stay in the palace these days.
He hasn't stayed overnight in the palace for several days. If he doesn't stay in the palace for a few more days, his concubines and concubines will definitely go to the queen to complain.
He didn't want too many people to know about Wanwan's existence, especially the people in the palace.
In addition, he had to accompany the princess of Yu Kingdom to play around in the past few days, so he really didn't have time to come back.
They had only been apart for four days, and he already felt like he missed that little thing.
Today I took a break from my busy schedule and finally came back to see the little girl.
The little girl had just finished taking a bath, and she was lying on the chaise longue wearing a bellyband and a tulle dress.
My hair was wet and still dripping with water.
Her little face, which was covered in moisture, was red, and her dark eyes were rolling around. She looked so cute.
Nan Feng Lianxue walked over gently, and when the little girl didn't notice him, he stretched out his long arms and hugged the little girl's white and tender little body with the fragrance of flowers in his arms.
Her chubby little body smelled like flowers and was held in his arms. It felt so comfortable.
"Wanwan... why don't you wipe your hair?"
He carried Wanwan to the bed and sat down. Her small body was wrapped in his arms, and the wet black hair wet the front of his chest.
He grabbed a piece of clothing on the side and wiped his curly hair. His tone was endearing but also a bit reproachful, "Damn girl, look at you like this. What should you do if you catch a cold?"